The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror-Chapter 864 - 401: Fengdu Emperor Palace

"No, staying here and not going out—that wouldn't be Erlang God." The True Monarch Xiansheng left without looking back after hearing the Bodhisattva's words.

Guanyin watched the True Monarch leave, sighing gently.

Many years ago, she had heard someone say a phrase.

Would you prefer to be a cicada buried deep in the soil for a lifetime, or choose to break free and fly to the sky, only to die quickly?

That person chose the latter and said to Guanyin, "Bodhisattva, do Immortals and Buddhas live for a moment or for eternity? I thought it was the former."

Since then, Golden Cicada ceased to exist in the world.

However, that carefree, wise Golden Cicada who dared to lightly treat Buddhist Law and conveyed profound insights into Buddhist principles seemed to forever live in the hearts of all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on Spirit Mountain.

The Ancestor of Earth Immortals once said that among the Immortals and Buddhas of the Three Realms and Six Paths, none wished to become someone as old-fashioned and stubborn as Tang Sanzang, but there were always those who yearned to live like Golden Cicada.

The Ancestor of Earth Immortals spoke with great certainty.

In fact, the experiences of Gods and Buddhas are numerous, making them rarely daring enough to speak in "absolutes."

They act with caution and smoothness, considering all sides.

They already possess what ordinary people cannot, so they focus on preserving it rather than exploring new paths.

Those with ambitions are extremely rare among the ancient beings.

Because they cannot afford to lose.

The True Monarch Xiansheng has undoubtedly broken through these shackles.

He is not afraid of failure.

This is also the greatest obstacle for Guanyin.

But Ksitigarbha was not afraid of failure, and thus he fell.

There are many examples like this.

However, in Guanyin's heart, Ksitigarbha is not truly dead.

His ideals and dreams will always be pursued by someone, moving towards that direction.

Guanyin Bodhisattva shook her head and pointed to the Clear Pool beside her, where the Five Elements Origin sent by the True Monarch transformed into a Five-Colored Lotus.

In essence, the Five-Colored Lotus before her was identical to the Five-Colored Divine Stone used in mending the sky back then.

The former body of the God of Three Altars Sea Assembly was the Spirit Pearl of Empress Nuwa. Now, this new shell aligns with the source of the Five-Colored Stones used by Empress Nuwa in mending the sky, indicating a wonderful, indescribable causality.

Guanyin Bodhisattva thought of this and then turned her thoughts to that monkey.

The God of Three Altars Sea Assembly, True Monarch Xiansheng, and the Great Sage Equalling Heaven were the three great rebels of the Heavenly Court back then.

With the Three Lights Divine Water from the Pure Vase pouring down, the roots of the Five-Colored Lotus quickly grew.

These roots were exactly the material for making a new body for the God of Three Altars Sea Assembly.

By the pond, the Five-Colored Lotus bloomed with the radiant glow of the dawn of chaos, with golden light flowing through the veins of its leaves.

As another drop of the Three Lights Divine Water fell onto the lotus heart, the entire Luojia Mountain suddenly became silent, and even the waves of Tide Sound Cave froze into glass.

"Crack."

The lotus stem cracked open, revealing a node as lustrous as jade, with each section of the lotus revealing Innate Eight Diagram Array Patterns, and the nodes inhaling and exhaling Innate Purple Qi.

The Bodhisattva lightly tapped the void with her fingertip.

"The Spiritual Pearl returns to its place."

As the Buddha's voice resonated, the True Spirit of the broken Spirit Pearl from many years ago gathered from All Heavens and Universe.

The Five-Colored Lotus Root suddenly sprouted orifices, the nodes expanded into limbs and skeleton, and the lotus leaves transformed into a maroon-yellow battle robe, with the roots intertwining into the form of the Heavenly Chaos Silk.

The Three Lights Divine Water in the pool boiled as if cooking, reflecting Nezha's past life when he cut off his bones and returned them to his father during the calamity of the deification.

"Tut!"

The Bodhisattva suddenly thrust a willow branch into the pool. The branch grew upon contact with the water, transforming into a Qiankun Ring three thousand feet in size, encircling the incarnation of the lotus root.

At this moment, the Sky Dome descended with the Nine Heavens Heavenly Tribulation, yet all of them were absorbed by the Pure Vase, refining them into the protective Divine Light of the Spirit Platform Square Inch.

When the last trace of Innate Qi infused into it, the lotus root incarnation suddenly opened its eyes.

Its pupils no longer revolved with blazing flames but with the unique chaotic clear light of the Five-Colored Divine Stone.

Nezha raised his newborn hand, and in his palm was naturally imprinted the Empress Nuwa's symbol of "Mediation Creation"—a pattern even his previous Spirit Pearl form did not possess.

"How does it feel?" The Bodhisattva gently flicked her sleeve, and the pool water condensed into a Water Mirror.

In the mirror, the youthful War God stood on Wind and Fire Wheels, with Heavenly Chaos Silk wrapped around his arm, no different from his former life, except every strand of hair emanated five-colored radiance.

When Nezha clenched his fist, the knuckles cracked like thunder.

He suddenly chuckled, "This body is not bad, and has some causal ties with that monkey."

The Bodhisattva nodded, and a Golden Lotus flew out from the Pure Vase, merging into Nezha's brow.

At that moment, outside the Purple Bamboo Forest came the sound of a Fire-tipped Spear breaking through the void—the Divine Weapon that reincarnated alongside the Spirit Pearl, sensed its owner's return, and flew through space on its own.

Nezha caught the spear mid-air, and what its tip stirred up was not flame, but Star Sand formed from the Five Elements Origin.

Suddenly feeling something, his gaze penetrated from Guanyin's dojo, looking toward the realm where the Underworld resided, and he laughed, "It seems my second brother has found a good opponent for himself again."

The Heavenly Chaos Silk moved without wind, its surface revealing images of Xu Qing and True Monarch Xiansheng battling in Fengdu.

The youth returning from tribulation was even more formidable than in the last epoch.

Nonetheless, Guanyin Bodhisattva said, "Nezha, you have just been revived; you must not casually wield your mana. Wait until I temper your body with Samadhi Fire for forty-nine days; only then will your body be complete. Otherwise, you might collapse again at any moment."

Upon hearing this, Nezha furrowed his brows.

Yet, Guanyin would not allow Nezha to argue further. The Pure Vase was tossed, and in an instant, the neck of the vase swallowed the newly reborn youth, imprisoning him inside.

Guanyin breathed a sigh of relief.

Forty-nine days in the Purple Bamboo Forest would equate to five hundred years in the Human World, and the brat certainly wouldn't be going anywhere.

Once these five hundred years pass, with the onset of the boundless slaying calamity, Nezha, being a Star of Slaughter descending to the world, would be of great use to her.

Only, how to explain this properly to Disciple Hui An would require careful deliberation.